first lol jp dis is raw

first

kinda recycled but still hot

Avid fan and never heard but the first verse - not bad he murked it

yea da nigga comin bac, lately his shit been fire n not so much autotune (so much) n this song is goin bac to the old carter II weezy

ok

actually its not going back the old weezy
it IS the old wweezy
it says it in the description
its back from 2007
lol
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DAMMIT!!!!!!!! LOL

weezy is tight regardless of autotune or regular but as a rapper myself i miss da weezy from da drought 3 b4 he got all dizz autotune shit. like i said im a big fan and i like him music no matta wat but i liked him more wen he wasnt on dat autotune

i agree.
like when he came out with “ransom” with drake
he went hard.
and “yes” with pharell
i like that weezy
like “go dj” an “fireman”

dont get me wrong
i still like “prom queen” and “a millie” and “every girl” weezy,

but he was the shit back then
but then again he still the shit now
hahaha!

damn how many crosses a nigga need to wear @ once?

ranks the hell outta Wendy Williams

shit the drought 3 wayne was the wayne proving that he can spit and he is the best rapper alive..seems like he proved it

Sick wit it six digits big engines
get lots of head like six midgets
its just this code i live by
represent the road i grew up by
and i see the game like an umpire
mothafuck one time and everythang combine i am the boss i’ll have a nigga tell ya bout the gun line im in the hog sometime im in the porshe redline drive that mothafucka like im tryna beat a deadline holla at the boy bitch yes im the boy bitch im fly and ya boyfriends an ostrich how much you cost bitch see i will buy you and then sell you back like an auction okay i am affiliated with DJ Drama and this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dommer i am a bengal on the beach like Carlson Palmer and them nigga couldn’t see me wit Panarama ha nigga self is a can of flour as selfish as a can of tuna you fuckin wit a parannah the ballin is no illusion paper toliet is tower im paid hoe i could change ya life all in an hour i promise i see the sixth guideline from my shower im feelin like a gun wit a bag of gun powder pow pow im higher than Mr. Chows fresh from the bottom of the ant pile Weezy!!

My grill is gangsta my aim is money the championship is beautiful but the game is ugly they say feed the hungry but these bitches is greedy but im awfully gifted i am simply strategic yes come to my room i make her feel like its Egypt and she leave out that room feelin like a parapalegic ha my fuck game is my capital feature i stuff her ass up like a pair of new sneakers back to the subject at hand baby im a wealthy ass young black man flow more rare than funny black sand and i just want some brain like a fuckin cat scan i just want some paper like a fuckin trash can life is a maze so hows it hangin pacman i seem to amaze as well as advance im so far ahead i got to save the last dance

Get it straight like pants i enhance M.O.B im all about my chips like Lance i be wit animals wit animal tactics i swear im backed up like New York traffic ya dumb fucks ya nothin but lunch ducks big nuts here swingin like nunchucks Hollygrove im claimim like insurance i been know to grind nigga you are just a tourist flowers for the dead say hello to the florist fuck wit me wrong bet i rush you like Borris now they tryna kick it but i aint Chuck Norris i kick it wit lil few and he rollin up a forest cant be compared no im not in the thesaurus cant be banned im sorry Ms. Delores fuck Wendy Williams the bitch look like a dude her body look chewed and her hair looks glued well let me get back to my food eat the track up and leave the mic bar-b-qued why in 30 lives would you ever war wit i im just gettin high thinkin bout Tha Carter 5 my homie straight my momma good and my daugther’s fine and everyday i pray and thank the great Lord of mine Weezy Baby you lookin at greatness Gangsta Grillz no braces bitch

Sick wit it six digits big engines
get lots of head like six midgets
its just this code i live by
represent the road i grew up by
and i see the game like an umpire
mothafuck one time and everythang combine i am the
boss i’ll have a nigga tell ya bout the gun line im in the
hog sometime im in the porshe redline
drive that mothafucka like im tryna beat a deadline
holla at the boy bitch yes im the boy bitch
im fly and ya boyfriends an ostrich how much you cost bitch
see i will buy you and then sell you back like an auction
okay i am affiliated with DJ Drama
and this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dommer
i am a bengal on the beach like Carlson Palmer
and them nigga couldn’t see me wit Panarama
ha nigga self is a can of flour
just as selfish as a can of tuna you fuckin wit a parannah
the ballin is no illusion paper toliet is tower
im paid hoe i could change ya life all in an hour
i promise i see the sixth guideline from my shower
im feelin like a gun wit a bag of gun powder
pow pow im higher than Mr. Chows
fresh from the bottom of the ant pile Weezy!!

My grill is gangsta my aim is money
the championship is beautiful but the game is ugly
they say feed the hungry but these bitches is greedy
but im awfully gifted i am simply strategic
come to my room i make her feel like its Egypt
and she leave out that room feelin like a parapalegic
ha my fuck game is my capital feature
i stuff her ass up like a pair of new sneakers
back to the subject at hand baby im a wealthy ass young black man
flow more rare than funny black sand
and i just want some brain like a fuckin cat scan
i just want some paper like a fuckin trash can
life is a maze so hows it hangin pacman
i seem to amaze as well as advance
im so far ahead i got to save the last dance

Get it straight like pants i enhance
M.O.B im all about my chips like Lance
i be wit animals wit animal tactics
i swear im backed up like New York traffic
ya dumb fucks ya nothin but lunch ducks
big nuts here swingin like nunchucks
Hollygrove im claimim like insurance
i been know to grind nigga you are just a tourist
flowers for the dead say hello to the florist
fuck wit me wrong bet i rush you like Borris
now they tryna kick it but i aint Chuck Norris
i kick it wit lil few and he rollin up a forest
cant be compared no im not in the thesaurus
cant be banned im sorry Ms. Delores
fuck Wendy Williams the bitch look like a dude
her body look chewed and her hair looks glued
well let me get back to my food
eat the track up and leave the mic bar-b-qued
why in 30 lives would you ever war wit i
im just gettin high thinkin bout Tha Carter 5
my homie straight my momma good and my daugther’s fine
and everyday i pray and thank the great Lord of mine
Weezy Baby you lookin at greatness Gangsta Grillz no braces bitch

damn will

yall kids dont kno shit, stop talking all this shit bout lil weez isnt fly as hell wit da autotune